A Reincarnated Person With a Sub-Dimension

Episode 33

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Simon sat close to me without any reservations.

It would be natural for an ordinary introductory warrior to pass out with a concussion from his attack.

I pretended to lose my mind and waited for an opportunity.

“hehehe.”

When Simon let out an unpleasant laugh.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he drew out the true silver sword with his left hand and swung it.

visor! spam.

The true silver sword sliced through Simon’s head in an oblique line without any resistance as if it were cutting through the air.

Simon opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth in a daze.

Then, red blood dripped from the place where the silver sword had passed.

Soon after, the severed top of the head slid down and fell down.

I rolled over to avoid the pouring filth.

I got up from my seat and looked at Simon, who was dead with his brains exposed.

It’s the first murder I’ve ever done myself, but my mind is calm.

Simon, reflected in my eyes, was no different from a demonic beast threatening human survival.

‘Have I been complacent? no.’

Unlike Wilmot and the others, Simon didn’t feel anything strange at all.

It’s also funny to talk about remorse for a murder robber.

It was more strange for a guy who hurt people casually to show emotional ups and downs in the first place.

‘If I can’t respond, I think I’m skilled. I almost died.’

If Simon had known my real skill, what would I have been by now?

I quickly erased the assumptions I didn’t even want to imagine from my head.

There is only one reason why I survived.

Because Simon looked down on me.

As a result, the skill I had hidden saved my life.

As I was lost in thought, the back of my head began to throb.

I took out an intermediate recovery potion and took half a sip, and the pain quickly subsided.

As I recovered from my injury, many thoughts came to my mind.

‘I wonder if Talia is okay.’

Simon and Manfred did not appear to have known each other for a day or two.

There was a high probability that Manfred was also a homicide robber like Simon.

If Manfred was skilled, the battle itself would be impossible without revealing his skills.

I agonized over whether to help Talia’s party even at the risk of many things.

But that time was not long.

‘let’s go.’

Running away from here is against my conscience.

The moment your heart is broken, the rise of the realm will also be far away.

I went through Simon’s belongings before returning to camp.

I didn’t see anything particularly expensive, perhaps to disguise myself as an introductory warrior.

I took the luxurious leather pouch inside Simon’s waist and moved straight away without even checking the contents.

After a while.

As we approached the camp, we heard Talia’s furious shouts.

“You son of a b*tch! What are you doing?”

‘It must have already worked.’

For Talia’s safety, they moved quickly, revealing their presence.

Arriving at camp, we see Kate and Alana collapsed on the ground.

There was no need to ask what the English was.

“Mr. Thalia, please step back.”

“Mister Ian!”

Talia was delighted when she saw me.

However, he soon spoke with a worried expression.

“Mr. Ian. He’s a skilled policeman. I’ll try to block him as much as possible, so run away.”

“Don’t worry and stay away.”

Calming Thalia, he walked between her and Manfred.

“What? I thought Herman was coming. Herman. No, where did Simon go and you came?”

I silently moved on, watching Manfred.

Then Manfred glanced at me carefully and frowned as if he noticed something.

“That sword. It’s a sword made of true silver. I get it roughly. Is Simon dead?”

How variables always work in a fight.

Manfred looked at the True Silver Sword and showed a wary look.

“If I die? Go and bury me?”

Manfred laughed as I casually threw the words.

“To be beaten by a mere introductory warrior. He died well, an asshole. Hey, by any chance, haven’t you seen a leather pouch from Simon?”

‘sporran?’

Manfred continued with a strange expression on his face.

“I’ll make a suggestion. If you have Simon’s leather pouch, give it to me. Once you get it, I promise Teres that I’ll leave. If you left the leather pouch, I’ll show you to the place where Simon died. What do you think?”

Manfred’s eyes were full of greed.

‘It didn’t look like it had anything in particular.’

The leather pouch was light, so I thought it wouldn’t be a big deal, but looking at Manfred’s expression, it seemed like there was something there.

“Why are you looking for a leather pouch? Does it contain anything valuable?”

“You don’t need to know that. Either give out your pocket quickly or guide Simon. If you reject my offer, you won’t die gracefully, so you’d better act carefully.”

‘Did you really see something?’

Manfred doesn’t know I’ve got a leather pouch.

It would be very difficult to find Simon’s body without my guidance.

Although he was pretending to be calm with a relaxed attitude, Manfred could feel the tension.

“How can you believe that?”

“How are you going to believe me?”

After a moment of contemplation, I replied.

“Then send Talia-san and her party first. How do I know you’ll say something else later?”

“Huh. I’ll listen to your request. However, the only thing I’m sending is that woman, Talia. If you guys do a pincer attack, I’ll be in trouble too.”

Given the tough attitude, there was no room for further negotiations.

I cautiously stepped back and approached Talia.

“Mr. Ian…”

“Talia, wait at the square rock where Wilmot and I once camped. Do you know where it is?”

“How am I alone? And that guy, I’m sure he won’t leave Mr. Ian alone the moment he gets what he wants.”

“I know. He’s not an idiot either, but he must have an ulterior motive. Anyway, Mr. Talia, don’t think about anything else and go first when you have a chance. If I don’t show up after two hours or so, don’t delay and tell Eva about this. “

I took out the mercenary plaque and handed it to Talia.

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“Mr. Ian…”

Talia looked very sorry and couldn’t speak.

“If you are stubborn here, you will lose the way to avenge your younger siblings as well as me. Think calmly.”

“But how…”

“Come on.”

I stared at Thalia and said in a strong tone.

Talia then bit her lip and blushed.

“I’ll definitely see you again.”

Talia threw a short greeting and turned around and ran.

I looked at Kate and Alana lying on the floor, leaving Talia behind as she walked away.

‘It looks like they both passed out.’

To some extent, the plate to fight with peace of mind was made.

Then Manfred pressed on with a bored expression on his face.

“Since you have granted my request, you must keep your promise.”

“Wait. Until she’s far enough away.”

“hehehe. Yes, yes.”

after some time has passed.

I’ve been rolling my head around solving the problem at hand.

‘I knew a day like this would come someday.’

One of the reasons I added thick iron plates to my armor was to prepare for a fight against a skilled warrior.

The thickness of normal plate armor is about 2 millimeters at most.

However, on my armor, 2cm thick steel plates are attached to every important part.

Even if a steel sword reinforced by a skilled warrior could cut through plate armor like rice straw, it would be impossible to cut with a single knife if the rice straw was ten times thicker.

However, there was still a risk of the body being fragmented when attacked in areas without iron plates.

After all, the role of the iron plate is the minimum level of defense.

It was inevitable that a skilled warrior would be at a disadvantage in battle if he took up a weapon.

‘I have to make them put down their weapons.’

To beat your opponent, you need to minimize your weaknesses and maximize your strengths.

I can put out more than 9 mana.

It is more than 30% higher output compared to the general proficient warrior.

If we start a hand-to-hand combat, I will be the one who gains the advantage.

To get Mannfred’s attention, he pulled out a leather pouch hung inside his waist.

Then, a smile spread across Manfred’s face.

“Oh. I’ve got it. Come on, give it to me.”

Watching Mannfred’s movements, I loosened the string that was fastening the opening of the leather pouch.

He was even going to threaten to throw something valuable into it and make it impossible to find it.

‘Did you hear a magic stone inside?’

The moment I put my hand into the leather pocket.

My heart was pounding at something I could never have imagined.

‘Can this be?’

The leather pouch is the size of two of my fists put together.

However, the hand in the pocket went deep enough that the elbow could not be seen.

Manfred smiled and said, as if he had a surprised expression on his face without even realizing it.

“hehehe. Surprisingly. Didn’t you know you had the treasure?”

It was now clear why Manfred made the sudden offer.

‘It must have been because it was a subspace pouch.’

It depends on the storage capacity, but I understand that items with subspace magic can be purchased with hundreds of gold coins.

“I think I’ve given you enough time. Why don’t you come up with something.”

“Will you really save me if I give you this?”

“Huh. You know what to ask. As long as the pocket is on you, there’s no reason to do that.”

Manfred came over with greed on his face.

I thrust the true silver sword into the subspace pocket.

“As expected. But will the magic be maintained even if the pouch is torn? How about it? Shall we try it?”

Then Manfred frowned and raised his hand to dissuade me.

“Hey, I see. Calm down and what do you want?”

“First throw the ax away. The dagger in the leg.”

Manfred grinned at my request.

“Why? If you don’t have a weapon, let’s stick together?”

“If you don’t want to see a knife stuck in your pocket, stop talking nonsense and listen.”

“hehehehe. I don’t know what the plan is. Okay.”

Manfred threw his weapon away.

“Clap your hands together and put them behind your head. And walk slowly with that.”

“hehehehe. It looks like you’re trying it out with me. I’m also a little afraid of that sword.”

I threw the true silver sword behind me.

Then Manfred made a puzzled expression.

“Now you don’t even have a sword, so what are you doing? Why? Are you scared?”

“This is true. I don’t know what you believe in. Are you a skilled professional? Or are you a madman who wants to die?”

“Shut up and walk away.”

“hehehehe. If you want that, I’ll hang out with you. Throwing away your weapons in front of the southern mercenaries. You’ll regret it.”

Manfred started striding towards me, as if he was confident in his physical struggle.

I lowered my upper body and knees and took an attacking stance.

Seeing me like that, Manfred laughed.

‘now!’

The moment the distance with Manfred narrowed to 3 meters.

I tossed my leather pouch in his face and charged at full speed.

Manfred quickly released his pod and calmly took a defensive stance.

I guess I’m thinking of fighting.

However, there was one thing he overlooked: the weight difference between me and him.

Adding the weight of the equipment, I would be twice as heavy as Manfred.

Reaching out with both hands, I grabbed Manfred’s hamstrings and slammed his shoulder into his stomach.

Manfred, unable to overcome the enormous weight, was pushed helplessly.

“Kuk!”

The instantaneous amount of impact was enough to distort the shoulder armor covered with thick iron plates.

Manfred let out a short groan.

Despite the considerable shock, Manfred immediately wrapped his right arm around my neck.

I raised my left hand and slashed Mannfred’s right arm, and at the same time extended my right arm and grabbed him by the nape of his neck and pulled him hard.

Kwajik!

My head collided with Manfred’s nose, echoing the sound of bones breaking.

In succession, he grabbed Manfred’s left shoulder with his left hand and pulled him back, rotating his body to occupy his back.

She crossed her legs and wrapped them around Manfred’s waist.

With both hands clasped together, I pressed the guy’s face with the inside of my forearms.

Manfred, whose head was about to break, struggled to escape.

The power of skilled warriors is about the same.

However, Manfred was unable to move due to my out-of-standard power.

Manfred murmured in a muffled voice.

“A monstrous bastard.”

He twisted his shoulder and pulled his arm toward me.

Wooddeuk.

An indescribable sound leaked from Manfred’s throat.

With his arms and legs tightly tightened, he twisted his shoulders once again and straightened his back.

sh*t.

Manfred’s throat was ripped open with the sound of tearing fabric.